Disclaimers: I do not own any Josh or Donna they belong to Aaron Sorkin, John Wells and NBC...but I do own Deb, Isabella, Scott, James and Sarah Moss...

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They were early for the visitation, but it seemed as if all of Madison had congregated inside the funeral home.

Her parents' friends and co workers stared and whispered as Donna and Josh made their way inside. Donna wondered where her family was. Through a crack in the door she could see her mother and sister standing next to the casket holding on to one another. She could also see her two brothers and sisters-in-law talking and felt as though she was intruding. A tall gentleman with gray hair approached them.

"May I help you?" He asked kindly.

"We are here for Paul Moss's visitation." Josh tired to keep his voice down. "I'm Josh Lyman and this is Paul's youngest daughter Donna."

"I'm sorry for your loss. I'm Dave Gunderson, the funeral director. Would you like to join your family."

"No, that's okay I'll wait until they're done." Donna spoke for the first time since entering the funeral home.

"Okay, well if you'll excuse me, I'm going to see if the family is ready for the public viewing." He made his way toward the parlor where the grieving family was located.

It wasn't long before the doors to the parlor opened, allowing grieving family and friends inside.

"You ready?" he asked in a gentle voice.

The shaking of her head gave him his answer.

"Okay, take your time." He would let her decided when she was ready.

Looking into the room once again, she could see her brothers, sister and mother standing next to the casket greeting mourners. The two boys dressed in dark suits and ties. Her breathe caught as she looked up and came eye to eye with her brother James.

For the briefest of moments, she considered turning around and running. She even opened her mouth to suggest it to Josh, but before she could, Scott approached pulling her into a tight hug.

"It'll be okay," he whispered in her ear.

Looking over Donna's shoulder, Scott could see Josh giving him a questionable look.

"Scott Moss, Donna's older brother." He pulled away from Donna and stuck his hand out to Josh. "You must be Josh Lyman."

"Yes, its nice to meet you," Josh could see the resemblance . "I'm sorry about your loss."

"Thanks, when did you get in?" a confused Scott asked.

"Earlier today," Josh wondered what Donna had told Scott.

"You ready to go in 'Tella?"

Josh gave Donna a questioning look.

"I'll explain later," she whispered. She nodded her head yes.

Josh took Donna's hand and they entered the viewing room. A few feet in Josh felt Donna suddenly stop.

"Hey, you okay?" He pulled her to him and put his arm around her waist.

Shaking her head no, he could feel her body tremble.

"Scott, give us a minute okay?" Nodding he walked off in search of his wife.

"We don't have to stay," He whispered in her ear.

"I have to do this," her voice filled with unshed tears.

"Okay, but remember I'm right here." He squeezed her hand.

Gathering the courage, Donna and Josh walked the rest of the way into the parlor. Her mother was busy talking to someone, her sister was crying on her husbands shoulder, and Donna didn't see her brother James anywhere.

As they approached the casket, Donna couldn't hold her tears back any longer. She finally released her pent up tears. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see her mother approaching.

"Oh God, I don't know if I can do this." She gripped Josh's hand tighter.

But before her mother made it over to where the couple was standing, Donna's grandmother jumped up and approached the couple.

"Donna sweetheart," The older lady enveloped her in a hug. "Are you okay? And who is this handsome man?"

"Grandma, this is Josh Lyman - my boyfriend and boss." Donna introduced her grandmother to Josh.

"Nice to meet you ma'am." Josh gave Donna's grandma a quick hug. "I'm sorry for your loss."

"Thank you young man."

"Grandma I'm not sure I should be here." Donna's voice broke.

"Nonsense my child you have every right to be here. He was your father no matter what problems you may have had."

"But my mom and Isabella don't want me here." Donna interrupted her grandmother. "Scott is the one who called me and I'm not sure about James."

Just as her grandmother was about to say something both Donna's mother, sister, and brothers approached the group. .

"Donna," her mother acknowledged with distain in her voice. "I see you brought another loser with you."

"Josh Lyman, ma'am" Josh introduced himself.

"I don't care who you are, I want you two to leave right now."

"Ma'am, with all due respect, Donna has every right to be here, and we are not leaving." Josh was trying his best to hold his anger.

"Stay out of it, you know nothing." Deb Moss's voice filled with anger. "What lies has she been telling you?"

Josh could feel the anger building.

"Deb, this is not the time nor the place to hash up old wounds." The elder Moss stepped in. "Let her be to grieve in peace."

"Stay out of it Sarah, I don't want her here." Deb's voice grew louder. "She doesn't deserve to be here."

Hearing the commotion, Donna's brothers knew they needed to do something quick. They knew that their mother had a quick temper and this could get out of hand quickly, but before either could act, their mother spoke again.

"You don't belong here Donnatella!" Deb's voice full of anger. "You are an ungrateful little slut. Did you tell all your friends at the White House about how your father touched you.? That you were an abused child?" Her mother's voice was raising quickly. "Are you sleeping your way around the White House? Did they feel sorry for you because your family was so mean to you? Get out of my face you ungrateful little bitch."

By now everyone in the funeral home was quiet, members of Donna's family stood there stunned.

Donna couldn't catch her breath, she felt like the whole room was closing in on her. Without a sound she bolted to the door, running from the horrible things her mother had shouted at her, from the horrible memories of the past. She knew where she could go to be safe, it's the one place that she always felt safe.

"Who do you think you are? Talking to her like that?" Josh's voice was rising steadily. "You are not a mother you're a monster. Let me tell you a few things, when she first joined the campaign she was this naive girl from the Wisconsin but over the past six years she has grown into this wonderful amazing woman. She is confident, loving, has the biggest heart of any five people. Not to mention she works thirty feet from the oval office and the President of the United States, she is looked upon by some of the most important in politics." Josh knew this may get him trouble but he could careless. "Donna has never told me anything about what happened between you. She doesn't deserve you as family, Washington is the best place for her. You treat her like dirty well guess what not any more. "

Walking toward the door, Josh saw Scott coming toward him.

"Did you find her?" A worried Josh asked.

"No, But I know where she may have went." Scott grabbed Josh's arm as he bolted for the door. Scott knowing his sister well, knew where she would be.

"She is at a little park over by where we use to live." Scott gave Josh directions to the park and a piece of paper with his phone numbers and address on it. "Call if you need anything, okay?"

The sun was beginning to set when Josh pulled up at the park. Donna was sitting on the swings her face in her hands. He knew she was probably crying he just wished she could have been there when he told her mother off.

"Hey," he said softly not to spook her.

"Hey." She looked up, giving him a small smile.

"You okay?" He already knew the answer to that. "Want to talk about it?"

Donna just shrugged her shoulders.

"I'm here when your ready." He could see the tears stains streaking down her face, and it broke his heart. "What ever you tell me is not going to change the way I feel about you. I love you Donna, no matter what."

"I wouldn't be so sure about that," her voice was shaky. "I'm sorry, Josh, truly. I never meant to drag you though all the garbage of my past."

"Hey, I'll have none of that. Your past is not 'garbage.' It made you who you are. So, while I hate that something bad happened to you, I love how you turned out."

Josh took the swing next to hers and held out his hand for her to hold. Sitting in the quiet for what seemed like eternity, Donna finally broke the silence.

"I love you Josh, no matter what." Her voice was shaky. "I will understand if you don't want to be with me anymore."

"What?" A worried Josh asked. "Don't say that I'm not going anywhere okay no matter what.

"I'm ready to tell you." Donna's voice was determined. "If we're going to be in a relationship you need to know about this, why I am the way I am."

Standing she grabbing Josh's hand pulling him up out of his swing. "Lets go over there by the big Oak tree. This is going to be a long story and these swings are uncomfortable." Josh followed Donna, sitting down he pulled her into his lap giving her the hug she so desperately needed.

Taking a deep breath, Donna steadied her voice for what she was about to tell Josh.